Cuartito Azul
Mariano Mores
Blue Room
Blue room, sweet abode of my life,
Faithful witness of my tender youth,
The time has come for the sad farewell,
You see, everything in the world is restlessness.
I am no longer that dark boy;
I am a gentleman from this afternoon.
However, little room, I swear to you,
I have never been as sad as today.
Blue room
Of my first passion,
You will keep
All my heart.
If the one I loved
Ever returns,
You will tell her
That I never forgot her.
Blue room,
Today I sing my goodbye.
I will not open
Your door and balcony.
Here I lived all my burning fantasy
And joyfully sang to love;
Here is where my beloved wept
Reciting to me Chénier's verses.
Perhaps I will have, to be proud of,
Glory and honor like no one achieved,
But nothing will ever seem to me
As beautiful and sincere
As you.
